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From prizewinning author Michael Crummey comes a spellbinding story of survival in which a brother and sister confront the limits of human endurance and their own capacity for loyalty and forgiveness A brother and sister are orphaned in an isolated cove on Newfoundland's northern coastline Their home is a stretch of rocky shore governed by the feral ocean by a relentless pendulum of abundance and murderous scarcity Still children with only the barest notion of the outside world they have nothing but the family's boat and the little knowledge passed on haphazardly by their mother and father to keep them Muddling though the severe round of the seasons through years of meagre catches and storms and ravaging illness it is their fierce loyalty to each other that motivates and sustains them But as seasons pass and they wade deeper into the mystery of their own natures even that loyalty will be tested The Innocents is richly imagined and compulsively readable a riveting story of hardship and survival and an unflinching exploration of the bond between brother and sister By turns electrifying and heartbreaking it is a testament to the bounty and barbarity of the world to the wonders and strangeness of our individual selves


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    Ava was ten her brother twelve when her less than a year old baby sister died Their mother and father took sick and soon followed The family has lived an isolated life in a secluded New Toy Diane cove their access to people restricted to the elderly woman who came to help her mother during the birthing Now they were truly alone Alone but not helpless having helped their parents in their daily lives Fishing for for trading with a ship that came once a year the bartered for the supplies they needed to see them through the winter Life was far from easy but they fou d joy in small things small treasures found on the shoreline berry picking A few others would make their way to the cove introducing them to some examples of the world outside their coveA quiet novel with a slow pace but one that gives the reader beautiful descriptions of cove and nature It did go to a place that made me a little uncomfortable but the story and their life pus the title reminded me that these tow knew little were innocent in some ways and had no one else A story that I not only read but felt inside hope these two would prosper find a life that in the future would fit There is just something about these quiet but meaningful novels that for ne never fail to appeal I loved these characters struggled with them and wished they had found a different way They did though the best with what they knew and what they had How could that be looked down on?She went through the other contents of her shelf culling the shells and rocks and feathers that had lost their lustre objects that had once possessed a hint of magic or beauty or mystery and now seemed merely ordinary It was confounding to see magic and beauty and mystery Leach out of a thing to think it could be used up like a store of winter suppliesPleasure and shame Shame and pleasure These were the world's currencies And itbpaid out both in equal measureARC from Edelweiss